Heaven should be kind to stupid people, for no one else can be consistently.

During the great storms of our lives we imitate those captains who jettison their weightiest cargo.

The press is like a woman: sublime when it lies, it will not let go until it has forced you to believe it. The public, like a foolish husband, always succumbs.

Love, according to our contemporary poets, is a privilege which two beings confer upon one another, whereby they may mutually cause one another much sorrow over absolutely nothing.

They ended as all great passions do end - by a misunderstanding.

Charity is not one of the virtues practiced on the stock market. The heart of a bank is but one of many viscera.

We do not wish success yet we obtain it. Always we find what we are not looking for. These words are too true not to become a proverb some day.